Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 114 Sotkao
"A thousand roads lead into the mountain, and three roads lead out." That's how the wise men of Essos described the Mountain of Bones.

There are many roads leading into the mountains, and many passages beyond them, but most of the roads are deceitful dead ends, and many more are inhabited by terrible creatures, or evils that lurk in the shadows.

Under the wise suggestion of the white-haired old man, the Sauter tribe retreated to the east of Ves Dothraki, hoping to join the reinforcements there.

After they safely passed the pass between the Skeleton Mountain Range and the Notre Dame Mountain, they gradually slowed down. Unexpectedly, Harsha led his troops to chase them up again, and they fled into the mountains in a panic.

After leaving the grassland for a long time, they kept climbing up. The road was very difficult and rugged, and the ups and downs made people feel quite upset.

At this time, they looked back at the land they were galloping on before, which had been left far behind their feet, and in the farther west, everything melted into the blue horizon.

Sotekao and all his subordinates led the horses without saying a word. They scratched their heads and couldn't figure out where Harsha recruited reinforcements. In the end, they could only place this hatred on Ofer who was stationed in the Yinhai camp. .

The mountain is getting colder and colder, and the cold wind blowing through the crevices of the rocks is getting more and more severe. No one dares to speak loudly, because the tranquility in the mountains does not like to be disturbed, and the hot summer sun will melt the snow on the top of the mountain, making the stones Become loose, and then roll down with earth-shattering momentum.

Sometimes they fly over their heads, which is considered very lucky. Here, only the strong wind howling and the cracking of rocks have the privilege of making sound.

"Father, you can't go on like this!"

Sotekao shivered, feeling very frustrated, and said to the white-haired old man with some displeasure.

His hair and body were covered with dried blood, and he looked very embarrassed. At the meeting outside the "Mamen" of the holy city, Harsha and his thousands of households directly swung their knives and killed all of him with disgrace. The Blood Riders and half of the Kou, these bloodstains were left at that time, which is the main reason why they were forced to evacuate.

"Okay, if you know what to do, take us out of pursuit!"

The white-haired old man called "Father" responded panting heavily. He sat leaning against the rock wall and didn't want to move.

Sotekao remained silent and did not argue with the white-haired old man, because he had to rely heavily on the wisdom of the other party.

Above all the Father ruled Shamiliana, Kaya Kayanaya and their other sister city, Baya Sabhad.

Some of the female warriors in the tribe are his bloodriders and subordinates, and some are his Khaleesi, but they also have a common identity, all of them are the daughters of their father.

"Send more cavalry down the mountain the same way! No matter what, we have to contact the Jiugesnai people." The white-haired old man suggested rather helplessly.

As the ruler at the end of the three roads out of the mountain, he naturally understood that even if the enemy was still stationed at the foot of the mountain, the scouts could only return the same way, otherwise they would get lost in the mountain and they would never be able to join the reinforcements.

Sotekao nodded in agreement, and then made a gesture. The subordinates around him saluted the two of them, and immediately left the place to convey the order.

The Jugosnai people are also nomadic people living in the continent of Essos. The east side of the Skeleton Mountains is the large sand sea left after the demise of the descendants of Helkron. Gosnay Plains.

The two rested for a while, then continued to set off with the tribe, and left enough marks for the scouts sent out on the road.

They must find a shelter before night falls, otherwise, everyone will spend a dangerous and cold night.

Along the way, perhaps because he felt that the words just now were too strong, the father said to Sotekao affectionately:

"Don't give up, we still have time and opportunity to take back your holy city."

"The Dothraki have plundered thousands of years of riches, and are able to satisfy the greediest of men. They can hire not only one Jahata, but ten Jahatas."

The Jogosnai are similar to the Dothraki. They are a barbaric nation, warriors on horseback, but their tribe is smaller than the Dothraki tribe, called "falling", and most of them are maintained by blood relations. The leader who leads wars and raids is called "Jaha", and all Jahas need to accept the command of "Jahata".

These words of consolation from the father seemed to be spoken to himself, and it seemed to be spoken to Sotekao. Taupe forest.

The forest is located in a long and narrow valley, deeply surrounded by mountains. Two branches protrude from here, extending westward into the grassland. There are no human footprints here, and it is much warmer than the top of the mountain. , and even some grass for the horses to chew.

"It's here." Shangfu said tremblingly: "It's getting late now, and we can't find a way out."

"Okay." Sotekao replied blankly.

He covered his waist and abdomen that was slowly oozing blood with one hand, and got on the horse. A Kayo who cannot ride a horse is not the real Kayo.

Then he reached into the leather bag tied in front of the saddle, took out a dagger, and handed it to the subordinate beside him, ordering him to carry out the task of arranging the camp.

This Kou's Kas was weak and had never been valued by the tribe. He had never received such an important task, so he couldn't believe his eyes, and took the dagger with both hands very respectfully.

As soon as the token was in hand, he put his head on Sauter's saddle and shouted:

"Dear Kaa, may the horse god bless you well!"

After speaking, he fell down in front of the horse again, and then slowly backed away. Solter and his father stayed alone at the edge of the forest. He looked at the gray and ominous clouds in the east that gradually covered the peak, as if he was being driven by a helpless force or Disaster drives there.

He felt a kind of extreme pain and unprecedented humiliation in his heart.

A few days ago, he was still the Sotkhal who crossed the Dothraki Sea and the Stone Road, and the mention of his name would make the nobles of the nearby city-states tremble.

Now, the scene at that time seems to be many years ago. They are alone and helpless in the barren mountains. Although the peak of Notre Dame Mountain can be seen to the north, the distance from success seems to be so distant.

The morale of the army has fallen to the bottom. He has defeated and trampled so many people. Now, he is defeated and trampled by others. For him, this is an extraordinary thing, as if the order of the whole world upside down.

Next, you have to cooperate with other races in order to gain a chance of life, and you may even have to bow your head and listen to their domination.

When he thought of this, the wound on his waist and abdomen became numb, but his heart groaned in pain, like a wolf howling after being shot by an arrow.

Sotekao made a silent decision. A king always has to make a choice between humiliation and death, but not only his body is made of iron, but his will is also made of iron. How to surrender.

(End of this chapter)